All language subtitles for Desperate Housewives - S08E21 - The People Will Hear

MARY ALICE:
Previously on
Desperate Housewives.

Lynette found that
dating Tom's boss...

If I asked you to have Tom
work a few nights
this week, you'd do it?

You just say the word.

Had its advantages.

I'm sending Tom
to Mumbai for a year.

Julie made a big
decision about her baby.

I'm gonna keep her.

And the baby's father
made a commitment.

I'll get a job,
I'll take classes.
I'll do whatever it takes.

Carlos and Gabby argued...
Carlos!

I am not gonna let
Bree take the fall
for a crime I committed!

After Bree was
arrested for murder.

This is one of those times when

the best thing you
can do is do nothing.

But Bree's attorney
was confident...

Did you have
some new thoughts
on the case?

Why don't we discuss
them over dinner?

As well as convincing.

Since Bree Van De Kamp
was arrested,

she had experienced
a wide range of emotions.

One moment, she felt afraid.

The next, she was angry.

And through it all,
she felt ashamed.

But now that her
trial was approaching,

she was beginning to feel
a little rattled.

Bree, are you okay?

Yeah. Just all this
witness preparation
is making me nervous.

Gabby's been in there for ages.

Trip's very thorough.
He just wants to make
sure we're all ready.

(SIGHS)

There you are.
That took a while.

GABRIELLE: No kidding.

I haven't been grilled like that

since Carlos got my
last credit card bill.

Well, as alibi witnesses,
you're gonna be asked

about every detail
of the night that
Ramon disappeared.

And we can't
afford any
slip-ups.

So, how many
dinner guests were
there that night?

Fourteen.

What color dress
was Bree wearing?

Red.

What sauce
did she serve with
the chicken?

Oh! I got this.

Barbecue?

Gabby! Of all the things
I've been accused of,

the idea that I would
serve barbecue sauce
at a dinner party.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

That sounds way worse
than saying you
killed Alejandro.

Wait, who's Alejandro?

Uh...

My gardener.
I'm always getting
my Mexicans confused.

Which I'm allowed to do
because I'm Mexican.

I've gotta run.
You gonna be
all right?

Of course. With
you in my corner,
how can I not be?

(DOOR CLOSES)

Okay, what was that
little prom photo
moment with the hands?

We warned you about this.

You're still
going after him,
aren't you?

Of course not.
I am totally focused
on the case and so is he.

Okay, fine.
What am I
supposed to do?

He is the most
intelligent, caring,
charming man

I have met in ages.
(CAR APPROACHING)

And, by the way,
it isn't exactly
a one-way street.

He's been showing
quite a bit of
interest in me, too.

Um, Bree...

And, besides, if I reject him,

he might be too
humiliated to do a
good job on my case.

Yeah, something
tells me he's gonna
bounce back.

MARY ALICE: Yes,
after Bree Van De Kamp
was arrested,

she felt a range of emotions.

But the one thing
she didn't expect to feel

was jealousy.

At the Fairview
Childbirth Center,

there are certain
conversations you
expect to hear.

Discussions about the magic
of a changing body...

Look at me, I'm a cow.

The beauty of
natural childbirth...

Just so you know,
I'm getting the drugs.

Or the importance
of healthy nutrition.

Take a chip, lose a hand.

But Julie Mayer found herself
having a conversation...

I can't believe
Bree is on trial
for murder.

I mean, come on.
Killers don't wear aprons.

That was rather unexpected.

I know. It sucks.

You know what else sucks?

Somebody trying to relax you
by talking about a murder.

You're right. I'm sorry.

So, what would be
a good thing for you

to visualize that
might help relax you?

Me punching Porter
in the face for being late.

Okay, forget visualization.

How about we try
some of that
breathing stuff again?

Ugh. No. I hate
that "hee-hee-hee."
It feels stupid.

I know. But it works.

Relaxes you when you start
to get stressed out.

TEACHER: Okay,
nice job, everyone.

We're gonna show
the birthing DVD now.

Julie. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

I had to clean out the fryer
before I could leave.

No worries.
Plus, you smell like
French fries.

I love French fries.

MAN: (ON TV) It's because
you're about to go through...

You missed,
like, the whole class.

She did great.
Let me tell you,
this girl can visualize.

I planned on getting out early,

but a shift opened up
and I had to take it.

What do you want me to say?

I want you to say that
you'll be on time
for one thing we do

as we get ready
to have this baby.

Hee-hee-hee.

It's not funny,
Mrs. Delfino.

Look, I said I'm sorry.

The point is, I'm here now

and I'm 100% focused
and ready to help.

Just stay calm.

MAN: crowning begins,
and the head of the
baby becomes visible.

(WOMAN GROANING IN PAIN)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Hello,
this is Bree Van De Kamp.
May I please speak with Trip?

Oh! Was he having lunch alone?

Oh, right, the blonde woman
with the convertible.

I see. Right. Thank you.

Okay, I know
there's been
a lot of talk

about what you
should wear
to the trial,

so I've selected
a few outfits that
just scream acquittal.

What do you think?

Black and white stripes?

Oh, good point.
Don't need to put
an idea in the jury's mind.

How about ruffles?

I read somewhere
that no one has ever

been convicted
while wearing ruffles.

Well...

Okay, you're right.
There's always
a first time.

To hell with ruffles.
How about this one?

It's lovely,

but I am being
accused of sleeping

with a total
stranger and killing him?

And red is the
color of blood and
whores. Got it.

Don't worry,
we'll find
something else.

Bree, is something wrong?

Apart from me
standing trial for murder
in three days, no.

Life is good.

Relax, it's gonna be okay.

Remember,
you're actually
innocent.

Juries can sense
things like that.

I hope you're right.

Of course I am.

And Trip's a brilliant lawyer.
He's going to get
you off in no time.

I'm just
worried that he's been
a little distracted lately.

He seems fine to me.

I have some other dresses
in the back. Let me
bring them out for you.

It's going to
turn out fine, Bree.

Honestly, I'm not
worried at all.

India?

Not India.
He said he's going
to Mumbai.

That's in India, you idiot.

PENNY: How long
are you gonna be gone?

A year.

What? Dad, you're
going to miss my eighth
grade graduation.

It won't be so bad.
We can send him
pictures, we can Skype.

So, he's supposed
to teach me to drive
over the computer?

And he's going
to miss the
birth of my baby.

TOM: I am sorry,
guys. Look, I talked
to my boss.

He's not changing
his mind. There's
nothing I can do.

Besides, it's just
for a year.
It'll go by like that.

Daddy, no.
I don't want
you to go.

TOM: I know.
I love you so much, baby.

(SIGHS)

(PENNY SOBBING)

Guys, could I have
a minute alone
with your dad?

Yeah, all right.

(CHUCKLING) Guys, it's
gonna be okay. We're
gonna get through this.

I don't know how
we're gonna get
through this.

So, how did Jane take the news?

Timing could've been better.

We're not exactly in
a good place right now.

Well, maybe some
time apart will
do you good.

Well, maybe.

It's gonna be really weird
being so far away.

I know.
It's going to be
so hard on the kids.

Actually,
I was talking
about you.

I don't think
we've ever been apart
for more than a month.

Who's going to
tell me what to do?
What to think?

(GIGGLING)

Whether your shoes
are on the right feet.

Exactly.

I'm really going to miss you.

I'm...

(SIGHS) ...so sorry.

Why? There's nothing
you can do about it.

(SIGHS)

(GASPS) Hello.

Are you looking for Trip?

Yes.

Well, he's meeting
with the judge.
On my case.

I'll wait for him.

So, how exactly
do you know Trip?

He hires me from time to time.

And what is the
nature of your work?

I really can't say.
Discretion's an
important part of my job.

Oh. I see.

Well, part of your
discretion is falling
out of your blouse.

Excuse me?

Look, this is Mr. Weston's
place of business.

Maybe you should
meet him in your
place of business.

Perhaps a seedy motel room,
or a street corner.

Are you calling me a hooker?

Well, if the push-up bra fits.
Or in your case, doesn't.

That's it. Screw you,
lady. Tell Trip
I'm off his case.

Lindsay. Lindsay.

Trip.

What the hell?

She wanted me
to tell you that
she's off the case.

What was she doing on the case?

She's a private investigator.

Who was working
on a really big
lead for us.

Why did she quit?

No idea.

(SIGHS)

I'd better go talk to her.

No.

I mean, you know how
careful you have to be
with some women.

They can misinterpret
the littlest things.

I'll talk to her.

So, what do you think,
maid of honor?

Nice. (CLEARS THROAT)

You do realize
you're gonna have to
wear this in public.

You got a problem with it?

No.

It's just that purple
is such a bold choice.

Aren't you afraid
it's gonna pull focus
from the bride?

And the sky and the earth?

Lee, look at my wedding dress.

All of this wearing all of that?

Santa Claus in
a thong riding a unicorn

would not be able to
pull focus from me.

Lynette, you okay?
You seem a
little distracted.

I think she's still in shock.

No, it's just this
whole thing with Tom.

Lynette, it's gonna be fine.

My dad traveled all the time.
My siblings and I adjusted.

Yeah, but he said
he was gonna miss me.

Really? Suddenly
I'm interested.
That's great.

And it was
the way he said it, too,

like he'd been kind of
missing me already.

Well, what are you gonna do?

(LAUGHS)
I don't know.

But there's no way I can
let him get on that
plane to Mumbai.

Or eat these
if you're going to
fit in that dress.

Lindsay, hi.
I think we got off
on the wrong foot earlier.

Keep walking.

I suppose I deserve that.
But if I could
just have a... Oh!

I'm on surveillance.
Stay down.

How exciting.
What are we
surveilling?

(GROANS)

Well, nothing now.
I've been waiting
six weeks

for that cheating bastard
to leave his curtains open.

I'm sorry.

(SIGHS)

Trip told me where to find you,

because I wanted
to apologize for
my unkind words.

You were merely
doing your job,
and I was very rude.

You were more than rude.

Yes, I was also off-color.

I never should
have implied
you're a hooker

or insulted your bosoms.

They're lovely.

No, not that.

(SIGHS) You like him.

You thought I was sleeping
with him and you got jealous.

I'm not jealous
of you and Trip.
Is there a "you and Trip"?

God, no.
He's, like, 100.

Look, I'll come
back to your case

and I'll give you
a free pass on the
crazy jealousy.

It's not all your fault.

What do you mean?

Trip's a good lawyer.

He listens carefully,
he tells you
he'll protect you.

Female clients are always
getting the wrong idea.

(SIGHS)

Well, that might be the way
it normally goes,

but I happen to believe
there really is something
between Trip and me.

Sorry, but I know him.
He's all about the job.

He's into your case, not you.

Porter is going
to be fine. Trust me.

Oh, sure.
He'll just wear
a helmet

so he doesn't
crack his head open

when his head
hits the delivery
room floor.

Baby, I'm telling you,

when the man gets
in there with you,
it just clicks.

They see the blood and stuff

and it starts to
seem like a video
game to them.

I'm getting a bad
feeling about this.

Okay, you know what?

Mike almost passed out
when he saw that video.

And he was a little shaky
in the delivery room, too.

But once MJ was born,
he was my rock.

MJ took his first
step right there.

We were so excited.

Then he took his second
step right there,
fell right on his face.

He was bleeding,
and I was a mess.

And Mike knew
exactly what to do.

He always did.

Oh, Mom.

(SIGHS)

I'm okay.

Just so many
memories of him here.

Anyway, the point is,

(SNIFFLES)

you shouldn't
worry about Porter.

I just...
I think that he's not
into this anymore.

That he's losing
interest in being a dad.

He was late for
class because of work.

You've gotta cut him some slack.

It's not just that.

He's missed
some doctor's
appointments,

and he missed the tour
of the birthing room
at the hospital.

We had a deal.

He was supposed to help
raise the baby so that
I could finish school.

But now,
I'm afraid that
it's all falling apart.

That was delicious.

I'm glad you liked it.
More wine?

Lynette, it's our third date.
I'm pretty much a sure thing.

(CHUCKLES)

Something wrong?
You're acting
a little weird.

Yeah, there's...
I have a little
favor to ask you.

Please,
don't send Tom
to Mumbai.

You have a very odd
sense of foreplay.

I know. It's just
the kids are upset,
and Tom is a wreck,

and I don't think I
can go through with it.

Okay.

Really?

Yeah, I didn't want
him to go. I was just
doing it for you.

I'll send McGuinness instead.

That son of a bitch
had the nerve

to beat me in tennis last week.

Oh!

Thank you.
I am so grateful.

Well, I can think of
one way that you can
show your gratitude.

Mmm.

Whoa. Maybe you're the
one who needs another
glass of wine.

Gregg, no.

Okay, what's going on?

I just...

I'm not ready for that step,
and I don't know
that I ever will be.

Ever?

I'm sorry.
There's someone else.

You just realized that?

No. No, I just
realized how much
I want it to work.

So let me get this straight,
you use me to get
back at your ex,

and now you're dumping me
for some other guy?
That's unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS)

REPORTER ON TV: In local news,
the trial of Bree Van De Kamp

is set to begin tomorrow.

Van De Kamp is accused
of killing Ramon Sanchez,

whose body was discovered

beneath a condominium
development in Chapman Woods.

Hey. Couldn't sleep?

Hey. No.

Thought I'd take a walk.

Remember the
last time we were up
this late together?

The night we buried Alejandro.

God, if we could only go back.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Hey. You having
trouble sleeping, too?

No, I woke up to get
some water and I saw
you from the window.

What are you guys doing up?

We can't sleep because

our friend is going
on trial tomorrow
morning for murder.

Oh, relax. Bree's innocent.
The jury's gonna see that.

Juries make mistakes.

Well, you know,
it doesn't help Bree

for us to be negative right now.

You know what I was
thinking we should
do to help her?

Go to the judge and
tell her the truth.

I was thinking
the exact same thing.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait a minute.
What's going on here?

What, it never even
crossed your mind?

Well, we have a plan in place.

And if we just hold
on a little longer,

everything will
be back to normal.

And what if Bree
is convicted, huh?
What are we gonna do then?

Well, I don't know.

Clearly. Do you even care?

Lynette!

Okay, it's late. (SIGHING)

Look, let's just
talk about it tomorrow.

Well, I don't get this.
Why are you guys mad at me?

Because you're not having
any trouble sleeping.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

WESTON: Don't freak out.
It's just me.

Trip. What are you
doing here? It's the
middle of the night.

I had a feeling you might be up.

Do we need to discuss my case?

Nope, just the opposite.

Donuts, Casablanca.

That's one of my
favorite movies.
Yours, too?

Never seen it. I'm more
a Caddyshack kind of guy.

But I had a feeling
about you. May I?

Sure.

My trial starts in six hours.
Is this really what
we should be doing?

Do you know
anything about sports?

No more than I have to.

This is just like
going to the
championships.

You practice your
ass off to get there,

but the night before
the big game,
you just forget about it.

I can't believe I'm
going through this.

But if I have to,
I guess what
I'm saying is,

"Of all the gin joints,
in all the towns,
in all the world,

"I'm glad you
walked into mine."

Am I supposed to know
what that means?

Start the movie.

Thank you.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(GAVEL BANGING)

JUDGE CONTI: In the matter of
People v. Bree Van De Kamp,

we are here for
opening statements.
Ms. Stone, you may proceed.

How well do we really know
our friends and neighbors?

They borrow our lawn mowers,

sit with us in PTA
meetings, bring us
tuna casseroles.

But as this case
will demonstrate,
they also have secrets.

Secrets they keep
from their neighbors.

Secrets that
can poison a place
like Wisteria Lane.

WESTON: Ms. Stone
wonders how well we
know our neighbors.

Well, in this case,
as it turns out,
pretty darn well.

Bree Van De Kamp's
friends will tell you

that she is
a woman of honesty,
integrity and compassion.

Bree Van De Kamp
is an alcoholic,
a woman of loose morals.

She would pick up
strange men in bars,
have sex with them,

frequently waking up
with no recollection
of what happened.

If picking up people
in bars is a crime,

there might be
a criminal or two
in this very courtroom.

(JURY CHUCKLES)

The defendant
lured Ramon Sanchez
into her house,

seduced him and bludgeoned him.

There is no
connection whatsoever

between my client
and Mr. Sanchez.

STONE: And while it
isn't against the law

to sleep with any man
who'd buy you a martini,

it is illegal to kill them.

WESTON: Has Bree
made some questionable
choices? Yes.

Does that make
her a killer? No.

It makes her human,
like the rest of us.

This is a case about
a woman who
led a secret life.

But here's the
thing about secrets.

Like bodies,
they don't always
stay buried.

Welcome to Big Top Burger.

Hi, I'm looking for
Porter Scavo.
Is he done yet?

No, Porter's
working the
drive-through.

Oh.

I thought he was
only working till 1:00.

Well, I heard him say he'd cover

the afternoon shift,
so that's till 6:00.

Now, can I get you
something to eat?

No, I think I'll
get something to go.

PORTER:
Welcome to Big Top Burger.
Can I help you?

I've got a better idea.
How about you help
the mother of your child?

Mrs. Delfino?

Dear God!
Is there another person

who could say what
I just said to you?

No. Of course not.

Porter, why are you making Julie

do all of this
stuff without you?

I'm busting my butt
trying to make money
for her and the baby.

I'm working three jobs.

Well, then tell her that.

She's worried that you're
losing interest
in being a dad.

(HORNS HONKING)

I'm talking to the clown.
Shut up.

Can you please
pull up to the window?

(SIGHS)

Look, Mrs. Delfino,

I barely
graduated high school,
I ditched college,

and this is about as much
as my baby's daddy
is going to achieve.

You can always go
back to college.

When? Everybody
says how expensive
it is to have a kid.

With the crap money I make,
I'll be working all the time.

Look, I get it.

It's just not right
for Julie to do this
without you.

I totally agree.

Julie has given up
so much so I can
be in this kid's life.

But I'm starting to realize
that was a bad trade for her.

Look at her,
a regular
black widow.

It says here she
slept with 15 guys
in a two-month period.

And she was
drunk the whole time.
Sounds like college.

(LAUGHING)

Excuse me, but you
don't know what
you're talking about.

Do you even know this woman?

Actually,
a friend of mine used her
to cater a party once.

Said she had shifty eyes.

They do look pretty shifty.

Well, I do know her.
And she's innocent.

Yeah, I don't think
the police go around
arresting innocent people.

She must have done something.

Oh. So you guys
read one article,

and just like that she's guilty?

It's not just us.
Everyone says
she killed the guy.

She's the last
person in this world
who would kill somebody.

She's a friend and a mother

and probably the most
decent person I know.

And she would die if
she knew how people are
talking about her.

Well, she better get used to it.

If I'm a juror,
she's going away
for a long, long time.

(BOTH INHALE DEEPLY)

And with every
exhale, the tension
is being blown out.

And every
inhale brings in
positive energy.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Now you're
imagining a
peaceful scene.

That beautiful lawn
by the science building
at your college.

And you're
walking towards
the chemistry lab

to finish the
research for your
dissertation.

And now, on that
same lawn, a
graduation ceremony

in which you are finally
receiving your Ph.D.

Mom, what are you doing?

The other day you
were talking about
a murder trial,

and now you're
talking about stuff
that will never happen.

I think it will.

How?

Because I am going to move

back up there with you
and help raise the baby.

What?

I'm going to sell this house,

and MJ and I are
going with you so you
can finish your degree.

But what about Porter?

Well, there will always
be a place for him in
his child's life,

but Porter needs
to find his own
life right now.

No. I can't let
you do this.
You love the Lane.

I do, but nowhere near
as much as I love you.

And besides,

(SIGHS)

I think it'll be
good for me, too.

What do you mean?
Well, I told you, honey.

There are memories here that are

just too hard to
live with every day.

Mom, this would be awesome.

But are you sure
you wanna do this?

I'm sure.

Okay, lay back down.

As Mike used to say,
"We gotta practice
birthing a baby."

(CHUCKLES)

(BOTH BREATHING DEEPLY)

You are gonna
love it there,
McGuinness.

And, hey, if you don't,
it's only a year.

I'll give you
my India On Fifty
Rupees a Day book.

All right,
people, let's
get started.

Thanks again.
I am so glad to
be staying here.

Well, thank your
ex-wife. She's the one
who convinced me.

Really?
Lynette did that?

(CHUCKLING)
Yeah. Real piece
of work, that one.

I don't know how
you put up with it.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm sorry, um,
aren't you guys dating?

Nope, she dumped me.

Apparently
she's hung up on
some other guy.

I'm surprised you
didn't want to go to Mumbai

just to get away from her crap.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

I know she can be
a bit of a handful.

Yeah, that's why you
dumped her.
'Cause she's a "handful."

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

No, I'm telling you,
guys, 23 years living
with that psycho,

he's either
a saint or a masochist.

(MEN LAUGHING)

Okay, okay. (CHUCKLES)
Let's start the meeting.

No, no. Seriously,
I mean, I barely survived

one week with that ball-buster.

Gregg, I'm asking you.
Drop it.

I'm just saying,
Lynette is
a first-class bitch.

Well, I hope that
was worth it.
'Cause you're fired.

Okay, Mr. Weston,

is the defense
ready to call
its first witness?

We are, Your Honor.
The defense calls
Susan Delfino.

How long have you
known my client?

Nearly 20 years.

So, it's fair to say
you know each other well?

We're like sisters.
She's the most
honest person I've ever met.

Can you tell us
what happened on
the night in question?

It was a progressive
dinner party.

I'm sorry, I don't get out much.

What is a progressive
dinner party?

The whole street throws it.

Every house
is responsible for
a specific course.

Sounds like fun.

Unless you don't
know how to cook.

They skipped my
house that night.

Now, as you traveled
from house to house,

were you with
Bree the whole time?

No.

Really? Where
did she go?

She left my house
to go check
on her entree.

Wouldn't that
have given her time
to kill Mr. Sanchez?

Or have sex with her boyfriend
while the chicken burned,

which is what she was doing

when the whole
neighborhood
walked in on her.

WESTON: I imagine
that must have
been awkward.

Clearly you haven't
spent much time
on my street.

And then what happened?

The party finished at my house,

and then Susan, Lynette and Bree

stayed late to help me clean up.

How late?
Around 2:00 in the morning.

And the coroner's
report said that
the time of death

was between 10:00 p.m.
and midnight.

Interesting.

So there's no possible way

that Bree could have killed
Ramon Sanchez that night?

No way. Bree
couldn't hurt a fly.

The only thing she killed
that night was the chicken.

No. As God as my witness,
Bree did not kill him.

That's it from the car.
My assistant's gonna
pack up the rest of it.

Security's been told
not to let me
back in the building.

I swear, Tom,
I am trying to
be supportive,

but I'm having a hard time
following this.

Why would you hit your boss?

I just never liked him.

So? There's lots
of people you
don't like.

Mr. Indich in 3F
who never picks up
after his dog.

I can't even get you
to write an angry note.

You know what, I lost my temper.

Because he was
going to transfer you?

No.

Because he was dating Lynette.

Oh, my God.
Are you still
in love with her?

Jane, look,
you have to understand.
Lynette has...

Been a part of your life
for 23 years, I know.

She's the mother
of your children, I get it.

You've given me this speech
a hundred times.

Now answer the question.
Do you still love her?

Yes.

Wow.

And I was, what?
Some wall you built

to try and hide
that from yourself?

No.

You were the woman
who was there for me

when I was broken and confused.

And I still care
about you very much.

No. Tom, you don't get
to break somebody's heart

and still say you
care about them.

If it matters, I loved you.

So you recognize
this man as well?

Yes. I slept with
him, too.

I can imagine how
painful this is,

having to publicly
acknowledge liaisons
with all these men.

No, you can't.

You didn't have to
testify. Why did you
subject yourself to this?

Because I admit
my transgressions.

Was killing Ramon
Sanchez one of them?

No. Absolutely not.

That seemed very heartfelt.

So your conscience is clear?

Yes, it is.

Your Honor, I'd like
to enter into evidence
Prosecution Exhibit 24.

Objection.
We haven't seen this.

They can't blindside
us with anything...

This just came
into our possession
last night.

It rebuts
Ms. Van De Kamp's
testimony

regarding her clear conscience.

I'll allow it.

Does this letter look familiar?

Yes. I wrote it.

It's a suicide note, isn't it?

Yes.

The letter was
discovered on May 7th
at the Frost Hotel,

where Ms. Van De Kamp
had taken a room.

The manager heard
shouting, including
a reference to a gun.

Police were summoned, but
Ms. Van De Kamp was gone.

This was found in
the waste basket.

Proceed, Ms. Stone.

Do you recall anything
else of significance
occurring on May 7th?

No.

That's the day your
boyfriend Chuck Vance,

a decorated Fairview
police detective,

was killed in a
hit and run accident,
wasn't it?

Objection.
My client isn't on trial
for killing Detective Vance.

Not yet.
Your Honor.

Withdrawn.

Please read the letter.

"I never thought I could feel
such remorse, such guilt."

Your Honor,
if we could take
a short recess.

Denied.

BREE: "No one
knows who I really am.

"I'm entirely alone.

"Living with this
secret is too painful.
I can't go on."

Doesn't sound like
a clear conscience,
does it, Ms. Van De Kamp?

No further questions.

Bree.

Please. I just need
to be alone.

Not until you tell me
what that was about.

I already told you.
I was in a very
dark place,

with the drinking
and my friends
abandoning me.

But I did not kill anyone.
You have to believe me.

I do believe you.
I just hope
the jury does.

Come on.
You don't know
that it's your fault.

Please. Tom loses
his job the day after
I dump his boss?

There's got to be
some connection.

And the worst part is,
this is exactly

what broke us up
in the first place.

Me trying to control his life.

(LAUGHING) I can't...

You really suck at
this gay friend thing.

I'm sorry, I can't
take you seriously
in that dress.

You look like
a giant taffeta bruise.

I know, it is horrible.
Maybe if I accessorize?

Unless the accessories
are two hands over
your eyes, forget it.

Why don't you just
tell Renee you
hate the dress?

Because she'll pick
another one and
I'll hate that one, too.

It's what I do.
I did it to Tom
all the time.

I didn't want him
to go to school,

and then I didn't
want him to quit.

I wanted him to
get a new job,
and then I hated it.

I don't know,
maybe I wasn't
unhappy with Tom.

Maybe I was just unhappy.

Well, at least we know
you were right
about that dress.

(SCOFFS)

Now, turn around,
let me get you out of it.

Seriously?
We're this close?

When I tell the whole
neighborhood about it,
I will be kind.

You're a good friend, Lee.

JUANITA:
Celia, give me
the remote.

CELIA: No. Stop.

Give it.

Girls, don't make
me come in there.

JUANITA: It's my turn.
CELIA: It's not.

(CELIA SCREAMING)
(OBJECT SHATTERS)

Who did this?

Celia.

Is that true, Celia?
This belonged to
my grandmother.

You are in big
trouble, young lady.

Sweep up the rest
and go to your room.

It's not my fault.
She pushed me into it.

You pushed her?

She wouldn't give me the remote,

and it was my turn
to pick what we watch.

So you broke this?

It was my turn.

Juanita Solis,

you were gonna
let your sister take

the blame for
something you caused?

That is horrible.
This is your fault,
own up to it.

Don't you see how bad...

Mom, I'm sorry.

Mommy?

It's okay.
Go wash up for dinner.
I'll take care of this.

And the fracture
found on the
victim's head

is consistent with
a blunt force injury.

STONE: A blunt
force that someone of
Ms. Van De Kamp's size

would be capable of inflicting?

CORONER: In my opinion.

Your Honor, the defense
asks the court for a recess?

How did you find that?

When Gabby mentioned
her "gardener"

Alejandro,
my alarm bells
went off.

I had Lindsay do
a little investigating.

Oh.
"Oh"?

We're halfway
through your
murder trial

and I find out
the victim is
Gabby's stepfather,

and all you can say is, "Oh"?

I'm sorry.
I wanted to tell you,
but we made a pact.

Who did? You and Gabby?

Me and Gabby and,

other people.
People that
I care about.

You care about them enough
to lie for them?
To commit perjury?

How about enough to go to jail?

You don't actually
think that's gonna
happen, do you?

I don't know.
After the DA's suicide
note stunt, it's possible.

To the jury,
you look like you're
hiding something,

and the fact is, you are.

Look, I just...

I wanna win this
case for you, okay?

And if this is something
that can exonerate you...

It can.
But not without
betraying my friends.

Bree, you're facing
20 years to life.

This could be your only way out.

I think it's time
to tell the truth
about Gabby.

MARY ALICE: Yes, recent events
in the lives of my friends

had stirred up intense emotions.

Excitement about
starting a new chapter.

Guilt over
causing another's pain.

Disappointment in
a failure to change.

Then there are those
who are asked to put
all emotion aside

in order to make
a cold-hearted decision.

Gabby. What are
you doing here?

I finally found
the perfect scarf.

It's elegant, it's dignified,
it's beautiful.

It's you.

You are so sweet.
You didn't need to do this.

Yes, I did.

I haven't truly thanked you
for what you're doing.

The way you're
sacrificing yourself
for me and my family,

you're just a much
better person than I could
ever hope to be.

Oh, Gabby.